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*Warja* · 06-23-2015, 07:04 PM

Warja just stared as the sickly fae spewed some nonsense about it being a style or something. Uh huh. Suuuuure. And Kismet shot lightning out of his ass. "I've seen nose rings and earrings, tattoos and tribal scars, but I've never heard of dirty fur being a thing." That's right, she said it. Dirty. Not unkempt, not messy, dirty- because that's what it was. She had gunk stuck to her butt. If that wasn't the definition of dirty, Warja didn't know what was.

"I did call for a spar," she confirmed coolly, "And I did so believing I would be getting an opponent in their prime, an opponent who took care of themselves and would give me an accurate assessment of my worth in combat." What she got was a dirty, sickly mess. "If you can't even take care of yourself, how can you possibly give me what I'm looking for?" It was a fair question. "And I called. That gives me every right."

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